"I think that the girl of the Sang family is better than the Lan family." The emperor said suddenly.

Feng Wu was a little stunned, if he wanted to marry a girl from the Sang family, would he still have to go to great lengths to say it at this time? Besides, what is the identity of the Sang family? How can you be worthy of him?

"The Sang family has made meritorious contributions twice, and I haven't thought about how to reward them, just right, I heard that the second girl of the Sang family is beautiful and beautiful, and being your concubine can also raise the status of the Sang family, and you don't have to hide it if you want to speak for them in the future."

"My son just arrived in Xiyue City, but I don't remember when I spoke for the Sang family." Feng Wu said with a smile.

The emperor laughed a few times, waved his hand, and said, "If you hadn't solved the misunderstanding of the Sang family, I wouldn't have known that the middle secretary would make such a mistake, and I would have beheaded the Sang family a long time ago!" After all, you are their benefactor, and this grace is also your generosity. ”

"The Emperor..." Feng Wu's eyes were cold, as if he couldn't believe that at this moment, the things that were originally in the palm of his hand suddenly disappeared. Although the emperor did not specify that the Sang family had some private friendship with him, with this sentence, he could not control what others would think.

Feng Mi's eyes flashed, the Sang family did it so obviously, even the emperor saw it, what else did Feng Wu want to hide? Amusing!

"Zhang Yuan!" The emperor called, "Choose an auspicious day, and this matter will be done lively." ”

"Minister, Commander." Zhang Yuan retreated, this time, he really left and did not return to Feng Mi.

In the main hall, the eyes of the remaining half of the officials changed at this moment, and the emperor actually said that the middle secretary was wrong, didn't that mean that Feng Mi was wrong?

And the Sang family did things to deceive the superiors and subordinates, and the chickens and dogs to steal in the disaster relief, such a disrespectful crime cannot be exposed by a sentence that has served for the celebrant and the celebrant supervisor. But now, because of a Feng Wu who came back inexplicably, he is actually innocent, and he has also received the grace of the emperor's marriage.

They don't care if Feng Wu and the Sang family have been in contact for a long time, they only care that the emperor does exalt the Sang family because of Feng Wu, you know, the emperor is not so keen on the emperor's family affairs, and now there are still many emperors who are still alone.

"Mi'er?" The emperor drank the wine in his cup and gently called Feng Mi's name.

For some reason, this "Mi'er" entered Feng Mi's ears on this day and at this moment, full of irony.

"Going to Haixing for disaster relief a few days ago really made you suffer, there is nothing to do now, and the emperor doesn't care where you want to go, go freely, give you a prince to do, you can choose the fief at will, okay?" The emperor asked cautiously, and listened to it that it really made people weep for his fatherly appearance.

As soon as the words fell, Changyu Youle gasped, in this silent hall, it was especially obvious that the most favored child of the emperor, the eighth son of the emperor, Fengmi, was actually crowned king! Not the prince! It's the prince! So who will be the prince? Feng Wu?

"I look at Tai'an City is very good, it is all Zhuangzi, not only the scenery is good, but the harvest is also good. . . ."

Without waiting for the emperor to finish speaking, Feng Mi stood up, and the sense of distance on his body separated him from the people in the entire hall, obviously so close to him, but no one could get close, only to hear him say lightly: "Didn't I pick it a long time ago?" ”

Baiguan was a little confused at the moment, could it be that the emperor had revealed the meaning of the king to Feng Mi before? Fortunately, it is said that Feng Mi has no intention of taking the throne, and even the emperor has a headache, it seems that he was right not to show his attitude so quickly, and it is really the most difficult to guess the emperor's heart.

Feng Mi did not object, which made Feng Wu a little surprised, the emperor's canonization was too nonsense, and he didn't even have a title. But he was very happy, the emperor despised Feng Mi like this, which was something he was happy to see.

Then I heard the emperor say, "Return the seal to the middle secretary." ”

At this point, all the aura on Feng Mi's body was wiped clean by the emperor at this moment. Only the long fish is happy, worried, Feng Mi doesn't like noisy places, and even tired of gorgeous colors, all because of the relationship between the emperor and the concubine who grew up in deep feelings since childhood, and now everything is slowly changing, Feng Mi has locked the heart that has infinite longing for the unknown.

After the banquet, outside the Donglai Pavilion, Feng Wu waited for Feng Mi to come over, spread out his palms, and said ostentatiously: "The middle secretary just gave this to His Royal Highness, eight... Lord Wang, I just drank so much wine, you must be careful on the way back. ”

Looking at this seal that had just been returned, Feng Mi smiled, from a shallow smile that did not show a trace, to a low light smile, and finally leaned sideways to support Changyu Youle's shoulder, laughing straight up, he suddenly felt that Feng Wu was very pitiful, where was it pitiful, and now he couldn't say clearly, but it seemed that the two of them had become a play of the emperor, Feng Wu was secretly happy because he became the protagonist, and he didn't know how to break free.

"What are you laughing at?" Feng Wu felt a little hairy in her heart.

Feng Mi raised her head and supported her forehead, and the corners of her cold eyes were a little sad by the moonlight, "Every year when you enter the palace, you walk around me, you are waiting for this day, but what do you have to be happy about?" Zhongshu Ling is now on official business, even if he comes back, he will not change anything because of whether he has this seal or not, fifth brother, happy birthday. No matter how Feng Mi guessed the Feng Wu who suddenly returned in front of him, at least at this moment, he felt what blood was, and this wish was from the bottom of his heart.

"Happy?" Feng Wu sneered, these four words fell on his heart, especially from Feng Mi's mouth, there was only ridicule, what have they experienced outside these years, how can Feng Mi understand? "Your Royal Highness in the days to come, you must have a good understanding of the meaning of these two words, you are right, I have been waiting for such a day, I think the world also wants to see, if Feng Mi is not favored, what will happen, look at your unwilling appearance, it is really very happy, and, don't call me the fifth brother, I don't have a brother like you."

"The emperor just left you aside?" Changyu Youle was unwilling, "I said a long time ago, you are not the only one, you must not take it lightly, you just don't listen!" Look at it now, it's not much, those dogs are wagging their tails and chasing after their new owners! ”

Feng Mi pressed her friend's shoulder, looked at the officials who were still greeting each other, waiting for Feng Wu to come back, and said with a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, who said that their previous master was me?" ”

"What His Highness said is extremely true, he is just bluffing, and people who have not seen power for a long time will be extremely greedy."

Feng Mi and Changyu Youle turned around and found that a person came out of the shadow of the tree, and it turned out to be Xingchen.

"You should call me the prince." Feng Mi said coldly.

Xingchen raised his eyebrows and smiled, "When Zhaowen arrives at His Highness's mansion, it will be too late for the lower officials to change their words." ”

"Something to say."

"Your Majesty has a question for Your Highness."

Feng Mi seemed to know what he was thinking, and said directly: "Since ancient times, Lord Xingchen of the Teaching Workshop Division has looked down on the powerful people, but they have to abide by those rules, and you are no exception, no matter what music you play, it is a mockery. ”

Xingchen smiled, he seemed to be very satisfied with this answer, "In the song just now, Xia Guan also felt ridicule on His Highness, but in Feng Wu's eyes, Xia Guan saw unwillingness and hatred, everything that His Highness has, power, identity, and His Highness. ”

"There is something wrong with what you said, even if he is unwilling, he should be unwilling to everything the emperor has, and he should hate the emperor if he wants to hate it!" Changyu Youle couldn't help but ask.

"If it were you, would the person you hate the most be the emperor?" Xingchen asked rhetorically, "The same child of the emperor, who would be willing to fight if he didn't even have a chance to fight." ”

"So you're here to remind me to be careful of Feng Wu?" Feng Mi asked.

"On the contrary, Xia Guan wants to tell His Highness that such a person is not to be feared."

"I don't think so." Changyu Youle said, "Feng Wu has already received the connivance of the emperor. ”

"The young master only saw the surface." Xingchen shook his head, he followed Feng Mi's line of sight and looked at the officials surrounding Feng Wu, "Ye Rui lied, Feng Wu didn't do much in Dongying City, there is no emperor outside who is not afraid of the majesty of the emperor, he is the same as everyone else, he cowered in Meishan and did not dare to move, if he wants to say that he has obtained a lot of rare jade in private, Xia Guan believes it, but if you want to say how much he has done for the people, I am afraid that Ye Rui himself will not believe it."

Background is very important, but not in the eyes of the emperor, the emperor is a very affectionate person, and he has made plans from the beginning, and this decision, it doesn't matter whether he is favored by the emperor or not, and it doesn't matter if he is looked at by those officials, because the emperor is not so easy to do, and it is not something that anyone can do if he wants to.

The young master looked at Feng Wu's current scenery, as if he was His Royal Highness in the past, but in the eyes of the lower officials, whether there are these or not, His Highness is still His Highness, because what His Highness has, others will not have in this life, to put it bluntly, it is impossible, even if you work hard and are unwilling, it is impossible to have. ”

Changyu Youle was very helpless, Feng Mi had no intention of taking the throne before, so he naturally turned a deaf ear to those who showed goodwill, "Look at those who see the wind and make the rudder!" ”

Feng Mi suddenly smiled, glanced sideways at Xingchen, and said, "Who told you to say these words?" ”

Xingchen was silent for a moment and said, "Many people... Now Xia Guan also has the same doubts as His Royal Highness, why did the emperor change his attitude towards Feng Wu, or rather, what qualifications did Feng Wu have to make the emperor look at him differently. ”

"Yes." Feng Mi replied softly, as if agreeing to something.

"Does Your Highness have a clue?" Xingchen couldn't help but ask.

"Nope."

Changyu Youle was a little frustrated, remembering that he had talked about similar topics with Feng Mi before, and couldn't help but say: "I also said that if I came to this banquet, I could get the answer, and I said it again, it is impossible at all, the emperor's mind is a needle at the bottom of the sea!" ”

"Do you play tunes with leaves?" Feng Mi looked at the stars, and the long fish on the side laughed.

Xingchen nodded and said, "Xia Guan once used a glass lamp to ask a little girl for advice. ”

"So, she should be your master?" Changyu Youle smiled.

"Then this little girl's apprentice is not only a lower official, I heard that not long ago at the Spring Festival, there was a girl who blew a tune with leaves and got a string of glass."

"How do you know it's not her?" Feng Mi asked.

"That's right, that girl likes glass, but she looks...

Feng Mi looked at Xingchen and said softly, "I didn't expect that Lord Xingchen is also a judge of appearance. ”

"Uninteresting." Changyu Yule hooked Feng Mi's shoulder, "Let's go, let's drink." ”

Xingchen felt inexplicable, but he remembered that thin little girl, what is it called? Xiaobai?